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      “Come of Seong!” Dante smirked at his brother as they rounded up the last of their morning run with each other. He liked more strenuous exercise, while Seong liked more mellow exercise like yoga and pilates. They did those in the evening before they went to bed, they did everything together. This week was going to be a big week, so Astuda was preparing heavily for the huge meeting with the King about the reconstruction project for Shinla and other parts of the northern part of the Asiana. All the while it was Grandfather's death anniversary this week, so mother was completely swamped with work. While Father helped he also had the Queen he would be seeing today and getting her ready for surgery. Their Aunt was a super cool lady, she doted on them a lot. Not as much as her son Lucian, but she cared about them a lot. Father and Aunt were super close, they constantly said they were all but twins like him and Seong.

      Lucian was all up tight about the huge project his parents were working on. Making them work on it themselves to help lessen the load on the adults. If the project was finalized and when it was put in motion it would make Northern Asiana an even bigger power house than they already were. Their King and Queen... were brilliant together. While he never said it to Lucian's face, he wasn't quite sure how he would ever live up to or surpass his legendary parents. The shoes he had to fill were something he had no desire to even look at. A pressure he didn't want on him. Astuda was widely known as well and feared, but Ryuunaga wah. No he didn't want to be Lucian and had no envy towards him. Whoever envied his cousin was a fool. He liked being an Astuda. Didn't want a different name.

      Locking his brother in a head lock as they walked inside he roughly ruffled his hair. “Even after all these years you haven't gotten any faster. Do you even try?” He teased, his brother took after father. More into using his mind than his body. While he was like mother who he completely idolized. She was so cool when she was younger, now too, but when she was the Katsune fighting Ryuunaga. The younger King and causing they so many problems. Not having an idea that she was the only blood heir of Astuda. Her story was so freaking cool. Now she was a very scary ruler of Astuda, strongly taking on the traits of Grandfather. Everyone highly respected her. Feared her.

      Mother and father were already gone for the day. So they got ready for school, they only had a couple more months before they graduated. It was already determined who would take over what. He would take over Astuda as a whole and work under mother. She had been training and teaching him about it already. While Seong would work under Father. Backpack slung over one shoulder, he wrapped an arm around Seong's shoulders pulling him against him as they walked out of the house. They were close, there wasn't anything that they didn't know about each other. Physically contact wasn't strange to them, but they did have their strict line of conduct with each other. They didn't do anything strange, but they did tend to hang on each other and share a bed.

      A good distance away from the Astuda property he felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickle and stand on end. For a couple blocks he had started to notice some strange movement that was starting to close in on them from all sides. Seong had noticed it also, glancing at him ever so often. As they stopped at a cross walk, waiting for the light to change the people got closer. “Seong.” Grabbing his hand he darted across the street with his brother when it was clear. Tightly holding onto his hand, no doubt his brother was scared. As he made the dash the people moved after them, moving with skill that wasn't from a normal person. They were highly trained. Off of a canopy from a shop they passed the man landed on top of him, stabbing a needle into his neck before he could do anything. All he heard as darkness gripped him was Seong screaming his name before he too got a needle to the neck silencing him.


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      Running to their hideout, Nozomi let her tears flow behind her. God. They weren't stopping. Whenever she thought they ceased, the sting returned to her eyes as her mind kept replaying the scene that had just happened. And then going further back to all the times Damion had been only hers. To the times he would steal kisses from her in college. To the times he took her on surprise dates. To the times he made love to her. She didn't want to think that all would remain as memories. That it was gone. That Damion would be gone. When he kissed her and let her go...she swore she saw that longing look in his eyes. A saddened look that cried farewell. A look she refused to accept. No....this couldn't be the end of them. There had to be something she could do. Something. Anything. Lucian was the only one who could help her now. Her accomplice and partner in crime. The only other person that supported her and her relationship with Damion.

      Arriving at their place, she found Lucian slumped on the couch. At upon hearing her enter, Lucian stood up to greet her. Instead she wrapped her arms around him and clung to him. Balling her eyes out against his wide, hard chest. Lucian was the youngest of her cousins, being six years younger than her. But he was tall. Grew quickly. Both in body and mind. Taking after his Father; her Uncle; the Ryuunaga King. They reached an age when they had gotten close. Damion was her best friend and primary confidant, but Lucian was her accomplice in everything else. Someone she knew she could also talk with and who would understand her. Even now as she cried, he held her closely. Warmly. Petting the back of her head. Instructing her to breath and calm down. He was young, but more than often she would forget that tiny detail and see him as someone of her age or even older.

      "Lucian..." Nozomi sobbed. "They found out...Mom and Daddy...they found out about Damion and me." Her body shook violently as the tears kept cascading down her face, feeling Lucian's hands cup her face gently as he looked attentively into her eyes. "Daddy was furious...he...he beat Damion up. Screamed at him. Said...horrible things to him. I...I don't know what he will do to Damion. He is going to hurt him...Lucian...help me. I don't know what to do." She placed a hand on her chest, gripping the fabric in her hands. "It hurts so much...it hurts here...I can't live without him Lucian..."

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      Hazy.

      Why was everything hazy? He had been working out with his mother. His mother.... What time was it? He was supposed to go see Uncle Percy with her. Why did he feel so hot... why... was he throbbing between his legs? What had he been doing? Hell. It was so hard to think straight. Okay... okay calm down... What... What was the last thing that happened? He had left his mother with Father.

      Nozomi. He had been with Nozomi at the clubhouse. She had called him... called him... because...

      Gently rubbing the back of her head, he held her against him as she sobbed violently against him. It was strange. She had never sought him for physical comfort before. Her and Damion had met up here often, so he was more used to see her pressing herself against him. This was... new. To have a grown woman press against him like this. Yet, the fact that her parents found out made so much sense for why she was in this distressed state. For years she used him as an accomplice to keep her emotional and physical relationship with her bodyguard a secret from everyone. While it saddened him in one way that his cousin was heartbroken, in another he was relieved he didn't have to lie to his parents anymore. He didn't like using his parents trust in him against them.

      They had been in the clubhouse... Nozomi had been distressed about her parents finding out about her relationship. A very naked body... of a woman pressed against the back of him. Cold hands coming up over his shoulders, roaming down his bare chest as her body pressed hard against him. Moaning softly in his ear. "The drug took well to you, didn't it?" She purred in his ear as she nibbled on the edges. Her eyes looking down at his straining cock that was leaking without even being touched. She had used a powerful drug on all of the boys that would sexually arouse them. There was one that took to the drug the best, one of the twins. Seong as the girl called him. Just the drug alone had made him cum all over himself, it pleased her greatly. It meant he was sexually suffering, needing someone to touch him to ease the fire inside of him. So he would be last, let him suffer as the drug drove him crazy.

      However, this one and the other body had the larger members. Ones that would challenge her body to stretch to take them inside of her. It had her rather excited to be honest. Reaching down she took his length in her hand, right away he jerked away from her touch. But so heavily drugged he was weak against her. "Shhh. I'll make you feel good."

      "I'm sure he took Damion to Astuda. Mother wouldn't let him into Ryuunaga's dungeons. We can go there and look." Finally getting her to calm down he walked her out of the clubhouse, when he felt it. People were here. "Go back in." Lucian urged her back into the club as he pulled out his gun. He couldn't leave the house without it. The moment the group came at them he quickly shot three dead, making them pause as cold calm eyes looked at them. It wasn't the first time he killed, so all the blood and the sight of three dead people by his hands didn't bother him. But they weren't some average people. He instantly knew he was outnumbered in skill and height. These men were no joke. Nozomi was all he cared about, he had to get her out of here.

      Two more dead.


      Muscles rippled through his body as he strained against the chains that held his arms above his head and his ankles to the ground. His mind revolted against the woman pumping her hand up and down his rebellious manhood. Violently fought off the natural response to being touched this way. Sweat beaded across his naked down, rolling down his taunt skin. Grinding his teeth his body jerked and arched as she brought him to a blinding climax. The drug in his system heightening the already powerful sensation of release. Resistant he refused to moan even though... his body registered it as very pleasurable.

      "You don't like a hand job?" Moving around his well developed body she licked her lips at the sight of him. "Have you been inside a woman before? You are a healthy young man."

      Breathing heavily deadly eyes narrowed on the woman, his head was clearing a little bit. The final bit of his memory clicking in place. After a fierce battle he lost as more men was sent in to subdue him and took Nozomi along to keep her from seeking help. This is where they ended up. He could see Nozomi she was also chained up standing, but had all her close on. Facing them. Able to see their naked bodies. Able to see him shamefully orgasming at the woman's touch. She... could see it... See his seed leaking to the ground.

      "Oooo. You haven't? I am going to be your first? How lucky am I." Glancing over her shoulder at Nozomi she grinned. "This will be his first time, you should congratulate him. Making such a big step becoming a man." Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled herself up, forcing his body to hold her weight as her legs wrapped around his waist. Teasing her wet core with his tip she moaned in his ear, the sound making him member twitch against her. Oh, his body was so rebellious against him. Reacting to her against his will. Then she took him inside of her, to her delight they moaned together. His was strained, trying so hard not to make the sound. She rode against him, but came to want him to thrust into her. "Don't make me do all the work, I might get angry and hurt blonde over there. Move your hips and open your mouth."

      The threat was very clear as he looked at his cousin who was horrified at the sight she was seeing. The twins were also looking at him. He was obviously the first victim. What was happening to him was obviously going to happen to them. Bracing his feet slightly farther apart he started moving his hips, not wanting anything to happen to Nozomi. But he felt it... felting his pride being shredded apart. This was beyond humiliating... degrading... The woman moaned in his mouth as she kissed him. Demanding him to go faster and harder. Whimpering and panting against him like some horny monster, suddenly he felt the most disgusting feeling as she clenched around him and thick wetness gushing around him dripping out of her. "Keep going!" She ordered him.

      He did. Only to find out it was because she wanted him to come to his own climax again. Tears pricked his eyes as a deep moan came out of his throat as he trembled and released himself inside of her. He had tried to pull out, but she tightened her legs around him forcing him deep inside of her. Soulless. He just stood there as she moved on to Dante.

      Dante had less self restraint than Lucian did. When the woman started touching him he moaned, not sure how Lucian had only let out two. He played into her touch, giving her what she wanted. The more pleasure she gave him, the more he found he wanted it. No pride to his game, he pumped into her as she hung on him. Moaned with her. Taking a different approach to this. That if it was going to happen, then enjoy what he could if there was something good out of this. Pleasure. Something he had never felt before. It was amazing. Yet it seemed to end way too soon. Because she was walking over to Seong who looked completely terrified. "I'll give you his share." Dante told her, wanting to spare Seong. He wouldn't be able to take it. He was already leaking again, the drug was too strong for him. His mental state wasn't like his and Lucian. "Seong..."

      "Does it hurt?" Pantera cooed softly at him as his member strained, throbbing due to the drug pumping through his body. Kneeling in front of him her tongue very slowly licked up his length, cleaning up what was leaking out of his tip. Only making more come out of him against his will. More against his will than the others. He was perfect. She wanted to take him differently, him completely submissive to her even without chains. The look in his eyes and the way his body trembled told her he wouldn't run. Her hands roamed all over his body, nibbling and biting him with her teeth. Unchaining his arms she kept his ankles chained. She made him lay down on the cold ground. "Try anything and everyone will bleed rather badly. Just lay here and do as I say."

      Straddling him she took him into her body right away. More forcefully than Lucian and Dante she pounded against him forcing him deep into her body. Clawing him to the point she drew blood. His body wasn't as solid as the other two. Oooo. She liked this one. She liked this one a lot. Even when she came and he came, she didn't stop. She kept going at him.

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      Nozomi's words haunted him all the way back home after putting Damion in an Astuda cell. Panic was eating away at him by the time he walked inside only to find Azusa waiting for him. Telling him that Nozomi had ran away, both having a solid answer. Lucian. That would be the only place she would go, she didn't have anywhere else to do. "Azusa..." His voice caught in his throat. While he couldn't say he regretted what he did to Damion, the fucker crossed so many lines. He was horrified... he had done it in front of his daughter. "Azusa... I..." Tears brimmed his eyes. His baby girl said she wouldn't forgive him... she had never looked at him like that before. All he wanted was the best for her... "Azusa..." His knees gave out in front of her and he buried his face in her stomach as he cried. He had done something horrible in front of his daughter. His heart breaking. Azusa and Nozomi was his whole world... if he had... if had ruined that he didn't know what he would do.


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      Useless.

      Completely useless.

      Useless to stop anyone from hurting Lucian. Useless to be able to run away to seek help. Useless to do absolutely anything. When the men stormed inside their hideout, Nozomi immediately rushed to get her backpack. Registering this as a situation that required the clues and games Damion had taught her as a child. Even though Damion had been taken away...she knew he would come for her. Lucian began to shoot. Nozomi panicked inside. Again, the panic and fear raged inside her but outwardly she reflected the contrary. Jaw tight, bottom lip chewed on, expressionless face, Nozomi headed to find her backpack. Only to be intercepted by someone. Only to receive the prick of a needle on her neck. And then everything went black. To wake up being chained onto a wall, in an unknown place that seemed more like a dungeon than anything else...and right in front of her were her cousins. All equally as chained and...naked. Their faces grimacing in whatever pain they were subjected to. If...if she had been stronger...if she had trained and was skilled the way Mom and Daddy were...she could have helped Lucian. She wouldn't have been such a baggage.

      Nozomi struggled fiercely against her chains but to no avail. The woman kept going at them. An older, strange woman. She...she kept touching Lucian. And Dante. And Seong. She kept doing things to them. Sexual things. They...they were drugged. Their bodies were covered in sweat. Lucian...Lucian was crying. He never cried. Ever. And Seong...sweet, innocent Seong was terrified. Balling his eyes out as the woman also took him. Over and over again. And her....? Her wrists were red and raw from the friction of the metal. But not only that...her arms were...bleeding. The chains long enough to allow her arms and hands to move. A while ago, the woman gave her a knife. And told her to cut herself every time she took one of the boys. There was terror in her eyes. Pure terror at the horrifying demand she was giving her. But if she refused...the woman was going to hurt them. Cut a finger. Nozomi knew...it would happen.

      At the beginning she had done like Damion had instructed her. Kept silent. Even though her eyes stung of tears. Even though she kept biting her lip and her hands were clenched into tight fists. But this wasn't like last time. These people....were much more awful. And they wanted to cause pain. As she watched the woman rape her cousins...all Nozomi could do was watch. Lucian screamed at her to close her eyes. But the woman didn't want that. No. She had threatened her then too and forced her to witness everything. The sex. The rape. The cries. The screams. The moans. The blood.

      And now...now her face was stained with tears and her eyes bloodshot from them. From the horrible pain that throbbed all over her arms and body. The knife in her hand with its tip tainted in blood. Her arms trickling blood all over the ground. Gashes and slashes covering it. The woman...kept taking them. How long had it been? How long will...this keep going on? It hurt. Everything hurt so much. Dante...Seong...Lucian....they were all being destroyed. And she was unable to even protect them. Her, the oldest. Her body shook violently. The woman, deranged, sick, and twisted...looked at her so pleased. So warped. Licking her mouth with Seong's release. She had used toys with them. Things...that made them bleed. That caused them pain. She wanted all of them to scream with her as she had sex. Now, she moved again...to Dante. Trembling hand moved the knife and looked for a new spot in her arm to cut. Quivering lips, sobbing, Nozomi pressed the tip of the knife on her skin. Feeling that familiar cold metal. And again, she dragged it across, as the pain hit her all over again, and felt the oozing sensation of the blood coming out.


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      Dante was always the active one. The outgoing one. The strong one. A fitness junkie. Training all the time. Being just like Mom. He would take over the majority of Astuda since he was older by 3 minutes. And that was fine because Dante was the most fitting one to do fulfill Mom's role. Unlike his brother, he wasn't cut out for it. Preferring to hit the books better and plan things out. Be more engross in science and what was more logical and wise. Where Dante had talent in brute force, Seong had skills in gentle hands. Medical hands. Like Father. Father was a skilled doctor. A prodigy. A legend. His name vibrated across the world as the most legendary doctor that has ever lived. And Seong sought to follow his footsteps. He could never be the genius his Father was, but he could try and be great. Take over the scientific and medical wing in Astuda. The house became a force to be recokned with and expanded ever since Father began to date Mom.

      Seong loved his family very much. Mom was cool and fun. Always attentive. Although when she wasnt training Dante she loved spendimg time with their baby sister, Reina who was as clumsy as a human being could be. All the same he loved her dearly. Always clinging to him. Always wanting to play. Dante had little patience with her. Being more stern but still caring. Speaking of Dante, he was his other half in every way. They slept together. Went to school together. And did most things together. He couldn't imagine his life without his twin. Surely if there was someone who could read him with a singlw glance, it was him. His family was just the best. Everything was as it should be.

      So...why was he here? Why was his mind so hazy, so overloaded with hightened senses, in such pain that made his manhood throb? He could feel his length highly erect. Every movement sent a shocking wave of pleasure throughout his body that made him shudder in release every single time. And watching this...woman....rape his cousins didn't make it any better. God...god....it hurt. Who was she? He wanted to leave. Wantes to go back home. Back to Mom and Father and Reina. He didn't want to be here in this agony that was twisted with the natural pleasure that came from sexual stimulation. No....he didn't want to be with this woman. Didn't want to feel her ride his cock. Stop it....stop please....no more....he didn't want to cum anymore....he didn't want to keep having sex with her....stop....
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      Cold merciless eyes gleamed in the dimly lit room. Warm blood thickly splattered over her small frame. Blood that belonged to her family. Blood that ran through her veins. Blood she wanted to bath herself in till he drowned her. She had killed her father in the most slow and painful way possible, she had slowly carved out his heart. Took her sweet time doing it, knowing she would only be able to ever kill him once. God. The pain he went through wasn't anything close to the pain he put her through all these years. So even when he was dead she gutted out the rest of his organs. Stabbed him till she couldn't lift her arm again. Even still she wasn't sated in her need to end this man.

      To the end the bastard laughed at her. In between screaming in agony, he fucking laughed. Enjoying the monster he had created. Enjoying the fact he had taken Devlin from her. That in the end he would still get want he wanted. Her in charge of Ryuunaga. Not regretting a damn thing. Having the audacity to order her to kill Tadashi and Percy so she was the last one standing. That no one could stand in her way of power.

      "Take it. Take everything." He told her in his dying breath. Dying with a massive grin on his face, a face she destroyed for that very reason.

      She did it...

      She killed her family... her mother and father... two younger brothers...

      Devoured them... like a Vlahakis....

      "Devlin... even now your words ring with such truth. Those words were... so me. In every sense. What a woman you married... then forgot." Pulling a lighter out of her back pocket she walked around the master bedroom, setting fire to different objects. Determined to not let her father get the last laugh. She would do the opposite of what he said. She wouldn't kill Tadashi or Percy and she would die here, claiming no power. There wasn't anything left for her. Ryuunaga wasn't something she wanted without Devlin. Power had long ago become nothing to her, it had just been for Devlin that she worked so hard. Devlin was gone.

      Percy... Percy shouldn't be pulled down by her anymore. Her younger did too much for her, she knew it. He had intended to have sex with her once, but she had called him every night wanting him more. Then more. A habit. A selfish desire to feel like there was still someone there for her and only her. He gave it to her. As many times as she asked even though he had formed his own life.

      The fire consumed the room in a short period of time, but she made no move to leave. Even as the smoke burned her lungs. Ready for everything to no longer be. To set her free from this life. Keep those she tormented away from her so they could live free lives. As she started to fade off into a thick darkness she felt a hand cover her nose and mouth, yanking her up off the ground. Not so kindly dropped onto cool ground, another person started working on bringing her back. Giving her CPR. She had zero desire to come back, even when she knew who it was trying to bring her back.

      Just leave me be, Percy.

      Her mind pleaded to the boy that should have forsaken her long ago. Yet the more he shared his breath with her, the more she felt her head clear and her body connecting with reality again. Slowly her eyes started to open and she gagged at the lasting feel of the smoke burning her lungs. Tadashi watched with less than amused eyes as Percy pulled Hera against him, holding her. It was rather clear that Hera had just tried to take her own life.

      "Take her to the hotel. I'll finish things up here." Tadashi told Percy how had been completely out of his mind. Seeming to have already concluded that Hera would pull this at the end after she was done killing their family. Unable to take the fact that Father killed her second baby and destroyed her husband. They couldn't get here fast enough for Percy who was now babying his older sister. With a sigh he walked away, not wanting to see their beyond strange relationship and finished what Hera had began. They couldn't just end with their bloodline being dead here. All of Vlahakis needed to burn to the ground.


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      Lucian truly couldn't take it anymore, the feel of his manhood straining in aching need for release was driving him mad. He didn't know how many times she had made him come to a release, but he surely wanted it to end. Didn't want to feel her dripping wet core on him, mixed with all of their seed they had spilled in her over and over again. It was vile. He was close to his cousins, but he wasn't in the liking of having their cum coating his length. His eyes were dilated, the room was spinning. Surely close to an overdose from how many times she put it in their system. How could this woman keep going? Was she human? What was wrong with her?

      But that wasn't all she did. Having large men whip their backs, arms and legs while she pleasured herself in front of them. In the most twisted way enjoying their sounds of pain. Then she penatrated their butt holes with an objects, wanting to demoralize them as much as she possibly could in the time that she had with them. It was clear, she had no intention to kill them. No, she wanted to fuck them up mentally. To never forget her. To leave them broken when their parents came to get them.

      Out of it he just hung by his wrists as the woman sucked on him while pumping the object in and out of him. Like the times before he felt the heat mounting in his body, the disgust following it as she moaned around him. Feeling his pulsing powerfully in her mouth, so close. His mind nearly blacked out as he once again orgasmed, shuddering intense pain and pleasure clawed through his body. It was the worst. Shoving the object as far as she could inside of him she forced a scream out of him, making his body twist and twitch in withering agony. Then left it inside of him as she moved to finish off the other two, who were just as equally mentally and physically drained from hours... had it been a day? He didn't even know. All he knew was they had been taken, toyed with and beaten more times than he could currently remember. His brain was mush.

      It not longer... felt good. The first couple times he had enjoyed it, now it was as much of a nightmare to him as it was his brother and Prince. Hearing the screams had been horrible to listen to. Watching Nozomi mar her beautiful skin with the knife was... gut wrenching. He had never seen Nozomi cry so much. This crazy bitch penatrated them in horribly painful ways. Beat them. Drugged them to the point they didn't know what was up or down. Left or right. But god. Seong... Seong seemed to be barely there anymore... He was terrified about how he was doing. When the woman went to him his sessions seemed to be longer and more violent than the ones she had with him and Lucian. It was so heartbreaking. He knew... his brother would never be the same after this.

      "They are here." A man walked in to announce to Pantera who was currently thrusting against Seong. The words didn't get her to stop, just nod in acknowledgement.

      "Come on." She purred in his ear, feeling him leaking inside of her. Her own body was coated in sweat, but the enjoyment hadn't once left her face. Feeling her own release before him she moaned, gasping his name. "Seong... you are almost there." Reaching for his testicles she urged him closer to his orgasm. Wanting him to be the last one to fill her once more as she grinded against him. "Do it." Tears filled his eyes again as she forced him to release himself again, touching him till he completely finished. Leaning down she kissed him deeply. "You were my favorite, you did good pup." Getting off of him slowly she gave his cock on last couple strokes then walked away. Finally leaving the room. They were released, but all they could do was lay on the soiled floor.


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      Hera trembled as her eyes looked over the words displayed on the card. Breathing was nearly impossible.... She had known... when Lucian hadn't shown up to her appointment with Percy... Then didn't show up at night... or in the morning. They had already deployed men to look for him worried he had been hit by a car while he was walking.. Something bad happened. That's all they knew. Lucian wasn't a child to just leave. Something had happened to him.

      "Lu...Lucian..."

      'Yo-Ho~ Pantera here, I welcome you to play some games with me. The prize, getting your children back. Only fair and honest games, of course. Here are the rules:
      1. Come to the abandon soccer field on the Northern part of town. Make yourself look nice, you will be on camera.
      2. No more than the six parents are allowed in, anymore the kids will meet an unlikely death.
      3. Six rounds will be played by each player, a player will face 8 opponents. Death matches.
      4. Bring a weapon, but guns are a no-no or you children will go boom boom.
      I look forward to meeting all of you, don't be late. 6pm sharp the games will begin. The order of players will be displayed on the large scoreboard. May blood be spilled.'

      Grabbing Devlin's arm she felt her legs give way. Thick worry the primary response at the beginning, her son... the son... she had worked so hard to have... The son she treasured more than her own life. Her precious son.. He.. He had been missing for about a day now... God knows... knows what has happened to him. "Devlin... Devlin our baby..." Gripping her chest her lungs felt tight, panic. No. She couldn't lose Lucian... Not Lucian.. If she lost... a third child... All the blood drained from her face as she rushed to the bathroom. Vomiting. Crying. It had been hellish losing two babies she had never seen, but Lucian... she had raised him for 17 years... If he was killed...

      It took her a while before her body stopped throwing up. How long had it been since they had been blindsided like this? Where had their hole been? Hadn't they sealed everything down.. Made it impossible for anyone to get in? Why was this happening to them? 17 years of peace was crushed in an instant. "Sorry Devlin..." Rinsing her mouth out she walked into his embrace. She knew... he was constantly on edge about her health. Much more than Lucian was. Worried. Worried that she was going to die. Now he had to be worried about her and Lucian. "I can't... I can't lose Lucian..." She surely would die.
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      Everyone was there, in front of the old worn down soccer stadiums that was in their plans to tear down in their Development plan. Tadashi, Azusa, Percy and Rin. Everyone had the same look in their eyes. Panic. Unspeakable rage. Percy and Tadashi looked at her.

      "Can you fight?" Tadashi asked her, knowing she had frequent trips to Astuda to get painkillers before her surgery. This was surely not going to help her. He had a bum knee thanks to Sato years ago, but out of everyone here Hera was in the worst shape. "There is only three of us left."

      "I'm not crippled, Tadashi." She sighed, Devlin had asked her the same question. Gripped with concern about her. There was some mornings she didn't want to get out of bed because the pain was so bad. So she completely understood where they were coming from. However, they had no choice. If it was her or her son, it would be her son everytime. She had to be here. Had to fight to save him. There was no where else she was going to be. No amount of pain would stop her.

      Rin lightly touched Percy's arm, she was greatly concerned about her husband. He wasn't a fighter like they were... his skills were tactical, not head one fights like this would be. There was a chance... he could be gravely hurt or killed. It was making her sick to her stomach. But there was no more time to chit chat, they moved inside as the doors opened. Walking through the long hall that lead into the dead and dried up field. Instantly the lights came on, the big screens turned on around the top of the stadium walls. Showing them live, along one dedicated to the line up for the fights. Devlin had the first round. Azusa had the second. Hera had the third. Percy, Tadashi and then Rin.

      "Welcome! Ryuunaga dogs. Would it be saying too much to say you children have been great entertainment? Ah. Ah. It would seem it would. Don't get your panties in such a bunch. They are alive and breathing. Maybe a little sore." Pantera told them over the intercom. "Well. By all means, lets get started. We don’t want to bore the viewers that have the pleasure of watching. Dev- I mean. King Devlin you are up."
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      Lucian not arriving to the appointment had him on edge. Lucian not arriving home had him on edge. Hera's growing panic had him on edge. And now...this card. This fuckin card. It drove him over the edge. Seeing Hera hysterical drove him over the edge. Unspeakable rage consumed him. For years he had successfully become a tamed man. Able to control his emotions. Had finally reached a balance between his dark side and his good side. But this had made him remember what it was like to feel that beast clawing at his mind all those years ago. How it felt to have that feral side of him growl. And he could feel himself regress to that period of time. Pantera. Even saying the name shook him in fury. Felt like bile in his throat. One of the leaders in the mafia Council. A cutthroat, vile, twisted woman. Already his mind was fantasizing in the many ways he could torture her and murder her until she begged for a quicker death.

      Even as everyone gathered, Devlin said nothing. Only held his wife's hand. Seeking that string that connected him to her love. His brown eyes reflected the rage inside him. All he saw in his vision was red. Red was all he was going to drench himself in. Drench the fuckin field in. And ultimately drench that bitch in. Lucian...his boy...he would save him. Fight to save him. Kill everyone to save him. He was their miracle baby. And he won't fail him. What worried him was Hera. Her health was dwindling as the years went by. Now she was forced to engage in battle. The worry consumed him as much as his rage. Terrified that she won't be able to make it. And he knew his wife better than anyone. She would choose death if it meant saving their son. But he didn't want to lose her either. Not his beloved wife. This woman he had loved for so many years. If he did lose her....then the world would meet a demon. And he would burn it all down.

      He was the first round. Good. He would show Pantera the mistake she made to mess with the Ryuunaga mafia. He gave two fucks of those who watched. He was left alone in the battlefield. Before coming, he had equipped himself with several daggers and a sword. No guns allowed? Fine. He never needed a gun to maul someone. A sword, a knife, a dagger....they provided much more satisfying results. The stadium door opened and out came his first opponent. The sucker had no clue what he was facing. No one did. The last time he lost control of himself as he would do now was when he murdered the Hwan impostor. Now his mind would revisit that moment and bring it back. In a matter of minutes, his opponent lay dead on the soccer field. Bloodied and torn apart. And Devlin? A red demon, drenched in blood, without a sweat broken. A demon who had stabbed his opponent over and over again, gushing every organ inside of him even as he was already dead. Out came his second opponent. Meeting the same fate. And then the next one. And the next one. And all eight of died by his hands. Some tried to counter him. Some lasted perhaps a minute more. But they were facing a deranged, feral demon who was consumed by rage. Whose only thought was to kill if he wanted his family alive.

      Devlin Ryuunaga was done with his round in a matter of 25 minutes.

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      Someone dared take her baby girl. Some bitch dared to take her daughter. When she got that card, Tadashi was devastated as he was livid. The fury inside him had him even trash the house. Both in anger at the person who dared lay a hand on her, and in his own self-hatred that it had happened because she had left the house. Azusa knew he blamed himself for this. And she....she had never felt such anger inside her before. To watch her husband feel shattered inside. To imagine her daughter in any kind of pain. She didn't hesitate to go to the meeting spot and get those fuckin games on the road. That bitch would pay. And she would learn that messing with this mafia was the biggest and only mistake in her life because she would end up dead because of this. Just seeing Devlin's face emphasized that. Her brother did not utter a single word. Even after all these years she could read him like a book. And knew the feral fury that lay underneath that silent expression.

      As expected, her brother shredded his opponents. Leaving nothing but bloodied, torn apart, mauled corpses. Not a single hint of hesitation or remorse in his face. It was all done in the blink of an eye. Even in his late fifties her brother was still agile and strong. Still able to fight with such ease. The moment they had stepped to fight Deviln, they had already been dead. And now, it was her turn. Tadashi gave her a tight squeeze on her hand and a kiss to reassure her. It had been so long since she last fought. The Division Wars were her last real battles. An experience she tried hard to bury inside her. But now she would have to bring her old basic training and her experience in the Wars back in order to help her win. Before, she only had Sato to please. Now her daughter's life depended on this. And if she was willing to fight and kill for Sato...she was willing to devour her opponents to save Nozomi.

      Her first opponent as skilled. A trained fighter. A man. But this man didn't know that she had fought against more trained men and with others simultaneously. Her body felt rusty as she dodged his attacks with her dual swords. He was fast. Younger than her. But she had reflexes that came from experience. His fighting style was standard. Repetitive. Obviously relying on his cunning speed and swiftness. It took several tries and bantering here and there for Azusa to finally read his moves. And then...the tables turned. And her opponent met up with a side of Azusa that no one had ever seen. Dark, black eyes devoid of any remorse or hesitation, much like her brother's, narrowed as she maneuvered herself and using her dual swords she slashed his legs. As he fell from his weight, Azusa cut him open from behind and then from the front, soaking herself in her first victim's blood.

      Bring on victim number two.

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      They were forced to get back into their clothes after wiping themselves off some, however Lucian and Dante spent more time caring for Nozomi and Seong. Both were in really bad condition. "Idiot." Lucian growled at Nozomi as he shredded his shirt to bound her bleeding arms. Was she stupid? Why did she cut herself so deeply? "Didn't Damion teach you anything? You didn't have to cut yourself so deeply. Dante how is Seong?"

      Dante worked to clothe Seong very carefully, his brother's eyes were void not having much reaction. Having retreated to a far off place in his head to get away from everything. Fuck. If what they went through before wasn't enough... now they have fucking bomb strapped to their necks. Nozomi all but bleeding to death, maybe she was. Seong was a empty corpse, soulless. They were in a different room, there were a ton of TVs turned on showing the field. Dante move Seong to lay on one of the worn couches, while Nozomi was moved to the other one. "Not good. What are we going to do?"

      "Good question-" Freezing at the sound of Pantera's voice over the intercom it sounded like she was talking to someone else- Children. Was... Was she talking to their parents. Eyes shifted to look at the TV screens that zoomed in on their parents, ready for battle. His heart stopped in his chest at the sight of his mother... no... His mother... His mother shouldn't be here. She needed surgery.. Sweat broke out over his skin as fear gripped him. From the beginning of what happened he hadn't harbored a large amount of fear. Other than what Nozomi had to do to herself, he had gathered they weren't going to be killed. So he had just endured what happened to them. Knowing it would end at some point. Yet... the sight of his parents being dragged into this trap got him sick to his stomach. What had he allowed happen? He... He should have fought harder... Should have tried to get out of here...

      Father would be fine, even getting up in age he was still a lethal beast. Which he easily showed in the first match. With ease he killed eight men, not breaking a sweat. Mother in her prime was a brilliant and demoness on the battlefield. He had watched her footage of battles over and over, learning her style. However, her style was strenuous on her petite body. It played a part in why her knees were causing her so much problems.

      Aunt Azusa went...

      Then it was his mother that walked out onto the field. "Mom..."

      Before she parted from Devlin she saw the fear and worry in his eyes. No doubt wondering if she was going to come back off this field alive. To be honest, she kind of wondered it herself. How much her body would be able to take before it shut down. The years hadn't been kind to her. She had come to the conclusion it was her punishment for all of those she failed to keep from dying. So many people were on the plague of the dead that had been under her. The weight of them was crushing, even to this day.

      Closing her eyes for a moment she inhaled deeply, then slowly exhaled clearing her mind. Doing something she hadn't done in a long time, working her brain to forcefully block the pain sensors. Percy hated it since they were young when she did this, because she always made her body go beyond it's limits. The reason her body was in the state it was in. A skill she had diligently taught herself to be able to do, so she wouldn't be slowed down. So it would reduce how many people died. If she could do more, if she could become a monster that didn't feel pain and couldn't be stopped, then less of her men would die.

      Today she couldn't feel the pain of her body.

      Today she couldn't care about what it would do to her tomorrow.

      Opening her eyes she moved her head slightly to the side dodging the blade intended to impale her neck. Instead a sinister smile touched her face as it was her sword that went through his neck, to the hilt. Twisting it she ripped it through the right side of his neck. The sinister smile grew on her face as her fingers took hold in the gapping part of his neck, then savagely ripped the rest of his head off his shoulder. Then as if she was in a baseball field pitcher threw the head into the arena wall smashing, pivoted and chucked her sword into the chest of her next opponent like a spear.

      Chuckling she ripped the sword out. This was going to be a long evening, such a long evening. "Man. This brings back memories of my childhood and teen years." Slashing his head off she finished off the second. But this bitch lacked luster. By the end.. They were all surely going to be close to death's door. Yet they had no other choice but to do it. As she gutted her next victim she glanced at the screen out of the corner of her eye, this was going to damage them more than just physically. Devlin had done really well at fixing their image... god knew how many people were watching this. This could be a massive setback for their final stage for their ruling period.

      Seventh done.

      One more-

      Like a bull a massive man. Massive. Bulldozed right into her in a blink of an eye, digging her feet into the ground she tried to stop. The bastard picked her up and full speed ran her into the wall, the blow crushing. His shoulder slammed and dug into her stomach, she heard the ribs giving in and breaking. With a smug look the man released her letting her slightly crumble to the ground. "You aren't anything anymore, Vlahakis bitch. They talk like you are something, even in your younger days you couldn't beat me. Just a side piece of meat for your husband. All talk. No bite."

      Vlahakis.... bitch?

      Deadly void eyes looked up at him as he grabbed her by the face and flung her to the side. "It is widely known in the west and whispered about how you massacred your parents."

      "Ah... shit." Tadashi ran a hand over his face. If there was a taboo of all taboo subjects to talk about with Hera... it was the period of time that she lost her second child because of their father. Moving he tried to get a better look at his sister who was allowing herself to be shoved around. A scheme... he knew rather well. Her brain was figuring out exactly how she was going to rip him to shreds. "He had... to mention our parents..."

      "You said my name wrong." Stepping back both of her hands pulled at what seemed like air, but a faint bit of light reflected off of a web of hair like metal strings. Hwan's personal weapon she had used herself over the years of their youth. Her muscles flexed and she yanked powerfully on them, dismembering him in a blink of an eye. Head, arms and legs. "My name is Hera Ryuunaga, bitch."


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      Round four.

      Thirty two for kills each.

      Two rounds to go.

      Sixteen more kills.

      Whilst the majority had managed the first two rounds decently, by now the weariness was beginning to catch up. Everyone looking strain, even Devlin and Rin who were the most in their prime and handled their rounds swiftly. Not to mention Tadashi and Hera who were in no condition to even be on a battlefield. The first rounds were heavy on them. At this point, they were barely hanging in there from sheer will...and Percy's own medical help. If this Pantera woman believed they would go into battle unprepared she was sorely mistaken. Unfortunately for her, her rules were rather vague with only one restrictions: no guns. Therefor, Percy was in the liberty to bring with him a basic medical kit. In between rounds, he could help patch them up enough to make them last another round. In Hera and Tadashi's case, he brought pain killers. Neither was going to budge. Both determined to kill themselves if it meant saving their respective offspring. He could relate with the sentiment. Even he who was no actual combatant had marched into this farce to save his sons. Sadly, he was not a fighter like the rest. His methods were...different.

      In the Dark Forest he had been forced to develop more tactical and scientific ways to survive. As such, he had forced his body to digest and assimilate certain substances that made his body lethal to those who attacked him. He had turned his body into a living virus and poison. Those who made him shed blood and in turn, had their blood come in contact with this...would all face a most painful death. The poison in his body consuming them. And to those who learned of this in upcoming rounds and kept their distance, failed to take note that he had other sorts of weapons with him such as poison infected needles. And if not, he could still fight hand-to-hand long enough to hit the points in the blood that caused lethal bleeding. Unlike the others though, his methods required him to drag out his battles more. And more often than not, he ended up with unfortunate wounds. Several cuts across his body, broken ribs, two nonfatal stabs, It was his turn again. And he had his weapons ready, having stitched himself up enough and having prevented a serious infection from spreading further. Battling with a fever would be his sure demise.

      Two more rounds.

      Sixteen more kills.

      That's all that was left.

      And then...he would get to hold his sons in his arms again.

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      Silently she sat on the bench watching the other take their rounds. The field was drenched in blood, it was ridiculous. Six rounds have gone past, but they still had two more. None of them were in good shape anymore. Tadashi and herself being the worst off. Both of them had gotten old, for the two eldest of the Vlahakis blood to be so beaten up. Hera looked at her older brother being tended to by a worried Azusa, Tadashi had been gravely injured in his last round, his knee refusing to move for a time. Allowing his opponent to land a gruesome blow on him. He still had two more rounds. They were out of pain killers, well she had two left. Two that could get her through her rounds, numb to everything that was going on in her body right now.

      On her feet she walked over to him, before he could stop her she violently stabbed him in the leg with the needle. Injecting him with one of her own. Even after all of these years they still didn't get along enough to be around each other like normal siblings. Time didn't heal all wounds, didn't take away all hate. While she couldn't bring herself to like him, she had at least gotten to the point that she didn't want to see him die. It still made her ill to see him so warm and shit with his family, but not to the point that she wanted to see it destroyed.

      "Hera." Shock and concern about her flickered across his face. He had talked to Percy about her physical well being several days ago. It would seem she had been scheduled for several different surgeries to combat that damage she had accrued during their youth along with the early stages of her marriage to Devlin. "What did you do?"

      "Don't or my skin will crawl off my body." Walking away she walked onto the field for her next round. Massaging the palm of her right hand, she flexed her fingers that were starting to twitch slightly. Ah. Her body was on revolt, wanting to rest. To not do this anymore. All they needed to do was survive the next two rounds... then their doctors could piece them back together. She would live in hellish agony for the rest of her life so long at Lucian was at her side. Whole. Well. Alive. That's all she wanted at the end of this.

      She moved to move long distance fighting, with the daggers she had. As much as she could. It would seem the most experienced fights were coming out in the last rounds. Bitch. It would seem if she could kill off some of them she was going to.

      Barely. The near miss even had her heart racing in her chest as she leaned back, the blade of the axe whooshing right in front of her throat. Nearly losing her head. The metal thread weaved around his arm, then sliced it into pieces. His screams silenced as her sword plunged through his heart.

      Tadashi and Rin both struggled in their last rounds. Everyone had the same issue, getting up after they killed their last people.


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      Drenched in blood. Bathed in that familiar metallic stench which his nose had already become immune of. Wounds, stitched gashes, and opened gashes covered his entire body. The visible things. Inside, he had a few broken ribs. No broken arms or legs to speak of. Even when worn out half to death and bleeding, he still always had the advantage on his enemies. Even the supposed skilled ones Pantera had left for last were no match for him. The bitch had messed with the wrong man. Unfortunate soul who had no idea the kind of monster she had unleashed. When he got his hands on her, she will know what true horror was. In each fight he visualized it was Pantera who was before him. Her being the one he tore apart. When it happened, there would be no greater satisfaction nor more sated blood lust. After six hellish rounds, the fuckin games came to an end. And the bitch gave them free passage to their children, giving them the location via GPS. Every parents had the same thought: find their kids. Treatment for their extensive injuries would come later. Their current agony meant nothing. Dragging their bodies meant nothing. All that mattered was finding their children.

      They found them at a remote location where they remained imprisoned underground. They all ran. Desperate. Nervous. Frantic. Ignoring their aching body. All with a million thoughts storming through their mind: where they hurt? Where they alright? Had they suffered? Would they be fine after this? Devlin and Hera had both trained Lucian to be strong and survive. And if he knew his son as he did, surely he felt he had failed in his training. Having been captured as he did surely felt for him as failure. And being his and Hera's son only amplified that aspect of his character a tenfold. Finally they reached them. And the sight instantly filled them with relief and regret. Their kids were alive. But...they had suffered. The floor was tainted with faint traces of blood. One look in Lucian's face and Devlin swore he heard his heart break. The way his son even avoided his gaze and wore such a deep, pained expression. As if he was ashamed to even look at them. His clothes and body were marred. Instantly, he and Hera rushed to take their boy in their arms. Both shaking and sobbing violently. Both relieved that their son was alive and safe. That he was finally in their arms. Lucian....their miracle baby. Their only baby.

      "My son...I'm sorry we were so late. We got you now....we got you....". Devlin stroke the back of his head. Felt him tremble under his touch. Felt his inner rage and disappointment. The feeling of failure no doubt eating him away inside. In many ways Lucian was a copy of him. "You're alive. That's all that matters to us."

      To even think that his son was this close to dying...it made it hard to breath. Lucian was all he and Hera had. After losing two babies, they were finally blessed with Lucian. Sadly, Hera's womb was taken out after his birth. Another pregnancy could cost her her life. Even Lucian's pregnancy and birth had complications and he feared she would lose him. But he had been born. The day he held him in his arms the first time had him shed tears instantly. To feel his flesh and blood in his arms. To see Hera's crying face of pure happiness. It was easily the most joyful moment of his life. And to even think he had been so close to losing his pride and joy. Devlin would sell his soul to the Devil himself if it meant Lucian's life. He would fight six more rounds if he needed to.

      Glancing he looked at his sister and her husband who were more distressed than relieved, at seeing their daughter. Both of them crying inconsolably at the state Nozomi was. Even Devlin felt it gut-wrenching when he saw the bloodied shirts that were wrapped around her arms. Fuck....what had they done to her?

      Nozomi was pale. So very pale. Sweating. Her eyes were expressionless voids. Bloodshot from tears. Azusa shrieked as she saw her daughter. Tadashi held her inconsolably, apologizing to her over and over again. Holding her close to his chest. For a moment, Nozomi didn't react. Didn't process anything. Almost as if her mind had retracted. Like hers used to do. Azusa's trembling, bloodied hand stroked her daughter's hair. Stroked her cheek. It took a few minutes for her to react. To finally call out for them. To finally reciprocate Tadashi's hold, But arms...god...her arms were destroyed....she could barely lift them.

      "We're here, baby. Daddy and Mommy has you. You're safe. You're safe...you're safe..." Azusa sobbed, hugging her and Tadashi. Wrapping her arms around them both. "You're safe..."

      Percy and Rin had gotten to their boys. Dante rushed to greet them, hugging them both even despite the evident pain his body surely had. But what made both of their hearts sink was to see their other son, Seong. The condition he was in. Dante had done his best to help him out. But...he was not responding. Being much like Nozomi. His eyes were void. Not even mentally present. Whatever...had happened here...it had greatly scarred him. His mind was shutting down to protect itself. Percy worried for the after effect. How Seong would end up. Dante's prompt reactions indicated his the lasting effect of his experience had not harmed him on a mental and emotional level as Seong had. That was positive. But Seong...his son...his sweet, innocent, kind-hearted son. So different than Dante. Interested in being intellectual and being a doctor like him. He loved his sons equally, but he had grown closer to Seong. And to see him in this destroyed state shattered his heart. Even Rin who was strong when it came to public display of emotions couldn't help contain her tears.

      "We took too long..." Percy placed a hand on Rin's shoulder as she hugged her youngest son. Dante by her side hugging her. "But at least you're both alive. That's...all that mattered to us."

      Percy immediately called several ambulances for all of them. They all needed immediate medical attention, especially Nozomi and Seong. No doubt they would all be hospitalized for several days. Pantera had made them fight this games. Had made them ruin the Ryuunaga image for the sake of their children. They had won, sure. They had reached their kids. But with one glance at them Percy knew the real battle had not been won. The result this would cause their offspring in later time would shape them forever. The kids they were before this had died.

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      None of them could fully say that they won. None of them could say they regretted what they did to get their children back. However, they couldn't deny that it had all but crippled all of Devlin's and Hera's hard work that spanned a good chunk of their lives. Riots plagued the capital Shinla and surrounding cities over the barbaric way they handled the situation of their children being captured. Shin news stations reported on multiple riots a day. They police and Ryuunaga worked together to control the public, but Ryuunaga ended up having to take a back seat as their involvement ignited the rage even more. While there had been skilled fighters, their had been captives, innocent civilians that had been among those they had slaughtered. The victims families called for justice against them for those they brutally killed for the whole world to see.

      Pantera had done a great job of shattering the ground from under their feet. Weakening them so they were recovering physically while trying to handle the mess Ryuunaga became overnight. Their well structured family faltering, their subleaders rightfully irritated that they reacted without seeking the views of those that worked for them. Surely a more logical and strategic approach could have been used. At least get people in place to intercept the TV signal so it wasn't broadcasted. A general vibe of irritation was directed at them for reacting in such an emotional state. What could she or Devlin say to that? They had nothing but an ill placed apology that they were blinded by emotion... at their age and maturity.

      Pantera played them well.

      Grabbed their weakness and wrung them dry, then leaving them to deal with the mess while she watched in whatever dark hole she crawled into. To a great dismay they had so many holes to patch they couldn't focus their attention on finding her. Some renegade group reared their head calling themselves the 'Celestrials' a Divine Group that would purge the world of the evil clutches it found itself under the stronghold of Ryuunaga. In the midst of the chaos they got a good footing with the distressed population horrified at them. If they weren't ragged enough from killing so many people, they hardly had time to rest as they tried to keep Ryuunaga from very rapidly burning to the ground.

      Not that she was much help. Once she released her mental bind on the pain sensory and the numbing effect of the painkillers, she was in agony pretty much every second of the day. Her body just didn't want to recover, soaked the pain down the deepest part of her and didn't want to go away. Percy said it would ease when he was able to have surgery on her, but due to the extent of her wounds her body had to heal.

      "Go away Lucian." The boy was glued to her side, wasting his youth away being worried about her. He wasn't even recovered himself. While she love spending time with her son she didn't want him to be so consumed with her. The look in his eyes told her everything, he blamed himself that she was in this state. "Go."

      Lucian slid into bed behind her, lightly pressing himself against her back. Put one of his arms under her head for her to rest on, while his other hand covered one of her hands. It wasn't unknown to him that physical contact made his mother feel better. So he cuddled with her and held her often to ease the pain. She was everything to him and his father so he did his best to care for her. No doubt father wanted to be here for her, but there was too much damage to fix that he couldn't. Honestly it wouldn't surprise him if mother forced father out of the room. "I'm not going to leave you alone."

      "Stubborn boy." Relaxing in his arms she closed her eyes, the pain made it hard to breath in her rib cage. The fights were playing through her head, she had even watched the TV feed of the fights. To get a view of what the civilians had seen. She couldn't tell what had been worse... living it... or watching what they had done in front of the people they fought so hard to earn their trust. It had been so... very painful to see. Wondering if they could have taken a different approach.. Not their knee jerk reaction to do as the woman had instructed them to do. They had been her puppets, going by exactly what she planned. "How's your body?"

      "Fine."

      There was something... as the month had passed since they had been taken all the parents had collectively agreed something more happened. All of them had shifted and changed more dramatically to what they all agreed happened. A large piece of the puzzle was missing. They were all lying about something. Yet no matter how many times, how many different ways they all asked their children none of them changed their stories. No variations at all from the first time they said it.

      "How's your mental state?"

      "Fine."

      -

      "I've already told you, boy, you are too young to come in here." The headmistress of the Open Legs house ushered the young man outside. For weeks the young man has tried to be able to rent a room with the girls inside her house, but she had refused him time and time again. While he was a very handsome young man, she hardly wanted to be shut down for allowing a minor have his way with her prositutes. "Come back when you are a couple years older, then you can come inside."

      "Just one time." For now, but right now he so badly wanted a woman to touch him. He was tightly bulging against his pants. So badly he wanted to be inside of a woman's body, not just touching himself. Yet it was looking like that was what he was going to get. The woman shooed him away. Again. Older. Older. They kept telling him he had to be older. Why? He was very sexually able to get an erection, so why did it have to be when he was older that he was allowed to have sex? It was irritating.

      As if to display some kind of defiance to the rules set here, he went to the alley slightly off from the pleasure house. It gave a good view of the women in the windows displaying their bodies to entice men to come inside to have them for a night. Sexually touching themselves, dancing, even some of them touching each other. For a while he just watched them, grinding himself against the heel of his hand. Shit. He wanted to go inside so badly. Wanted to feel himself inside of a woman again. Fuck the rules. After a while it was more torture than pleasurable, so he went for his go to a place. A sketchy little in the corner place. An adult movie place, where you could rent a small room and watch a porno.

      As he entered the place, the greasy and gross owner welcomed him. One of his regulars now it would seem. He handed him the key to the room without a problem, even suggesting one of the new movies that had been brought in for him to watch. This guy didn't care about age, just getting money. Going into the assigned room, it was small. A couch on one side, tv on the other with some assorted lubes to help. Putting the movie in, he settled onto the couch and let cock spring free of his constricting pants. Lubing his hand he slowly started to work himself as the movie began.

      -

      Damion's heart pounded in his chest from the moment Tadashi told him what happened, to how she had been since, the car ride to Nozomi's home. His... his Nozomi had been kidnapped again... Her arms had been sliced open... He didn't even have to see it for his heart to seize painfully. It had been a little over a month since he had seen her. Locked away in a room with no windows. There wasn't a second that he wasn't thinking about her. All he wanted was to be with her. To feel her. To hear her voice.

      When they arrived at the house he made his way inside, everything inside of him trembled. Would... would she talk to him? Had he disappointed her again? With a slightly knock on her door, he let himself in. Tadashi and Azusa not going with him. They just allowed him to go in by himself and see if Nozomi would react. To show that life still lived inside of her at the sight of him. If she did... he would be a free man. If not he would be going back to him windowless room.

      The sight of her made him die inside. He... once again didn't protect her from being taken. This time it was worse. So much worse. "Nozomi... my love." His voice broke as emotions gripped him. Kneeling down at the side of her bed she laid in his hand reached up to lightly touch the side of her face. "I'm sorry.... it took me so long..."
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      Before their parents had arrived to save them, they had all agreed on what to say when they asked what happened. The boys had cleaned themselves up from any signs of having been sexually assaulted. All that remained was the blood from their open wounds. Everyone agreed that what the woman had made them do...what she had done to them...it would never be spoken of to anyone else. The shame if knowledge came of this would be too great. They wouldn't speak. They would all say the same. And Nozomi who had seen it all would also say nothing of it. Her arms...the reason for what she did to herself...she won't ever say it. In truth, none of them wanted to voice their experience. Voicing it, saying it...it implied reliving it in order to say the details. It implied digging in their minds and replay it. And this was something they wanted to bury deep inside them, and take it to their graves. More often than not, Mom and Daddy asked her what had happened. Tried to get her to talk. But Nozomi was silent of it. Mute. She said the same as everyone else.

      After being hospitalized and her and both her parents discharged, Nozomi wasn't really the same afterward. The horror of what she witnessed, of what she heard, of what she felt as she cut herself...it wouldn't leave her mind. She spent the majority of the day in her room be it on her bed or sitting on her nook aimlessly looking at the window. Thinking...hoping...that Damion would climb up again. Her arms were destroyed and scarred. Having needed blood transfusion to compensate the severe blood loss she suffered. Now they were bandaged and stitched, slowly healing; finally being able to lift them a bit.

      Mom always checked on her. Worried. Talking to her. Trying to get her to talk. Mom had fought so hard for her...and Nozomi had left angry at her. If she had stayed...this wouldn't have happened. They wouldn't have had to fight so close to death. Mom always treasured her. And she had been ungrateful. Daddy went to see her every day. He looked so sad every time he went. She wanted to tell him it was okay. That it wasn't his fault. It had been hers. But the words left her. It felt as if her brain was keeping her from talking. That if she talked...she was going to break down entirely. Her mind was using all it had in her to suppress those emotions. Internalizing the horror and the trauma so much that it affected her everywhere else. What remained as of now was just an empty shell that gazed at a window...or managed to play piano. The only way she felt able to even express herself. Even sleeping was horrific. Every time she closed her eyes and felt the silence of the night...all she could see was Pantera raping her cousins and hear their screams. Every time...every time...

      And every time she felt her arms throb and ache in agony, reliving the sensation of the cold, merciless knife that tore her skin.

      No one could know...no one...

      She heard the door open. Daddy again for sure. Or so she thought. Until she heard that voice. That unforgettable, unmistakable voice that belonged to the one person she had been longing to see ever since he left. When she had returned home, she had found his leather jacket under her bed. Ever since she wore it. All the time. Basking in his scent. Feeling it. As if it was him hugging her and holding her. Looking up she saw him as he touched her face. He was here. He was real. He was out. Immediately, her eyes welled with heavy tears and rolled down her cheeks. Immediately, her arms wrapped around him and pulled him into a tight hug. Immediately she began to cry. "Damion..." Since the first time she got kidnapped, he always encouraged her to be open with him. To let her most inner emotions out in front of him. And even though she was reserved with almost everyone else, her heart always lay naked and bare before Damion. All the repressed feelings from this past month and her experience, now poured out of her as she held Damion tightly and cried. "Don't leave me..."

      ---------------

      The news on the events and riots in Shinla had spread like fire across the world. The citizens were rebellion against their empire. The games had witnessed, the slaughter.. it had detonated them. It all seemed too perfectly placed though. The entire Ryuunaga mafia dragged into a soccer field where they have death matches...and then broadcast it live across the city. It has been a deliberate action. Carefully planned. Pawns in place. Kat knew this was the work of a greater mind. And she began to investigate on her own, dusting off her old intel skills. The result was one she had not expected, and yet was not surprised about it: Pantera. A woman she was very well acquainted with. A sadistic, sexually sick bitch. This had her fingerprints all over it. While the others had been more subtle looking to set a thorn to have Ryuunaga destroy itself by using her as that thorn, Pantera liked more open and direct approaches. Hit them out in the open, exploit their weaknesses, and have the world destroy them instead.

      Immediately, she set way to Shinla to see Damion. He had not been in the games. She had hoped it was because he was doing his duty in protecting Nozomi. But after further investigation, digging deeper into the Council itself, risking her life even, she found out the grim truth on how Pantera has coaxed the mafia families: their children. And Nozomi was there too. Something had gone awfully wrong. Damion would never let anyone take her. This meant something had happened to him...that bad prevented him from being with Nozomi. Fuck. Fuck.....why was she always selfish? The last time she was there, when he and Nozomi formalized, he had asked her to stay again. To just stay in the city as a friend. And she wanted to. But...her heart still yearned for him. Even though she was happy he had found someone to love, she still loved him fiercely. It would have been painful for her to stay. So she left. Again. To see the world. Again....she had been selfish. If she had stayed....she could have done something to help.

      However, she couldn't find him. Anywhere. And the worry began to consume her. To think of the worst. To think that her selfishness had contributed to this. If she had stayed...if she had stayed like he asked...after all he did for her....if she had stayed....but she didn't. And now she couldn't find him. His apartment empty with no sign of anyone having been inside in weeks. After hours of searching, Kataryna decided she needed a distraction. Something to numb her inner guilt. It just so happened that along the way she saw a young boy glancing in an alley across to the windoes that gave open view to the prostitutes. The boy squirmed in place, a movement she knew quite well. He was barely able to keep his throbbing cock in his pants. Who was this boy? Bold kid. Grinding against himself in a dark street. The sight was amusing. Obviously he was not old enough to enter the pleasure house, despite quite evidently wanting to. Yes....he would be her distraction. Quietly, Kat followed him as he entered a shady house. A porn renting establishment. Of course with one word and glance at the shop owner, he immediately conceded to her request. Despite being in her late thirties, she had kept in shape, still looking as if she was in her prime younger days.

      "Evening, boy." Entering the room the boy was in, the sight made her want to chuckle. Watching a porn movie and masturbating. This boy was such a virgin. Inexperienced, and yet craving to get into this world. Lucky for him she was in need for a distraction. And even more lucky for him that he will know true pleasure with someone whose old life revolved around sex. "I have a much better way to help you relieve yourself." Kataryna purred in his ear. Then she had him sit back down while she stood behind him. "Relax, dear. Let Kat do it for you ." And then her hand wrapped itself around his length and began to stroke as her lips brushed the skin of his nape and neck. Oh, she liked this boy. The way he shuddered with just her touch. The way he panted quick low groans, trying to stifle premature moans. The way his cock twitched already in her hand. What a cute boy. Kataryna kissed his nape just slightly, and then nibbled on his ear shell, coaxing a moan out of his throat. She kept stroking him, steady, then quicker, feeling his hips buck and jerk up against her touch. Feeling it throb in her hand as it began to leak, reaching his climax already. Strangely enough, it had been rather satisfying to have sated this kid in a way he had obviously never been.

      Kataryna turned to face him and kissed him hard. This had done well to numb and distract her from the turmoil she felt inside. "That was fun." She purred against his mouth. "See you around, dear."


      ---------------

      It had not been surprising at all to have received news of Hera being in the hospital. Alive by a thread. Seemed like Percy and the eldest Vlahakis had arrived just in time to save the girl, choosing to die by being intoxicated with the fumes as he house was to burn down. Stubborn, adamant woman. He had been right after all to notify Percy when he did. A minute too late and they would have found a corpse. He was relieved to know she would make a full recovery. The heavy weight lifting from his shoulders. The young King's wife was alive and safe. Thane decided to head to the hospital and pay her a visit. There were many things he needed to say. Things that were long overdue to being said. Arriving at her room, it was fortunate they would be alone. This was a conversation he wished to have privately with her. Her eyes seemed weary as he studied her. The life and spark in her eyes and her spirit had began to extinguish. Surely...what she did in Vlahakis was haunting her. And if not, the blood felt more as a heavy boulder in her soul than anything else. How different she looked from the spunky, wild young girl that had butted heads with Devlin. He wanted that girl back. For the young King's sake. Devlin...needed her. Even if he had no memories of her.

      "First off, I wanted to apologize." Thane went straight to the point. There was no need to beat around the bush asking unnecessary questions about her well-being. He could see she was fine enough. "I have treated you with animosity and indifference ever since your arrival. And until this day you still believed I harbored ill feelings towards you. I do not blame you for this since I never truly spoke to you properly about my change in opinion. May I speak to you in further detail? I want to make things clear between us."

      He waited for her. If she said no, he would understand and postpone the conversation for a more convenient moment. Fortunately, she gave him a nod to proceed.

      "I was born among the Ryuunaga mafia and have been loyal to it ever since. I saw the young King grow. I saw the life he was forced to live in. To be chained in. For years all I saw was this boy who had no joy and no love in his life. Only the brutal, harsh hand of his Father, Raijin." Thane proceeded to explain the details of Devlin's childhood that Devlin himself had probably never told her. There was some things about Raijin that were best not relived. He even told Hera the role Raijin played in killing his beloved, Trilia; Rin's mother. Just to have her understand better what he would next say. "When Devlin took the title of King, I pledged my unwavering loyalty to him. Since then all I ever sought was his well-being. When you two married, I had my suspicions on your intentions. It was no secret that this union would favor Ares Vlahakis. And I suspected he would use this marriage as an assassination attempt on Devlin to then have you as the sole Queen. I became more concerned as I saw Devlin fall deeper in love with you. As I saw him happier by the day. Never in my life had I see him with such an easy, happy, peaceful glow to his demeanor. You brought him the affection he lacked so much. And it worried me that he would die more of a crushed heart at your possible betrayal, than the kill itself."

      Betrayal was something Devlin could never handle well. He didn't give his heart out so easily. So when he did, to have it crushed by someone he blindly trusts...it hurts him more than anything. Its why Sato's betrayal had affected him so greatly when he left.

      "My suspicions were half right it seemed. But I was wrong in suspecting you. And in treating you accordingly. The day you took those two blades to save Devlin, was the day I realized that you had no ill intentions towards him. Had you wanted him dead and gone, that would have been your chance. And yet, you sacrificed yourself for him. My opinion of you changed since then. I apologize for not having told you before. Hera...you have been good to Devlin. You brought true joy and life into that boy's soul and heart. I can imagine that the situation right now pains you. To see his constant rejection. As I told you before, the Devlin we see now is the one before he met you. The Devlin that still lived with his Father being abused every day without an ounce of love known. It is why...I have also come to ask you for something..." Thane stood up and took her hand, placing his forehead against it. Slowly he knelt down. Something he had never done to anyone before in his life. To beg. But for Devlin, he would do anything. "Please do not give up on him. At first, Devlin didn't give up to win your heart despite your constant dismissal to his advances. I ask you...I plead you...to do the same. To not give up and to win his heart. I know...you will succeed. Devlin is hungry for affection and kindness. He will be drawn to you, albeit he will be awkward and unsettled at first. He...he needs you right now. If there is someone that can save him from his trapped mind...its you."

      He held her hand tighter.

      "Even if he never regains his memories, let him fall in love with you again. And give him a better life."
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      The sound of her broken cries shattered his heart more than it already had been. No words had to tell him what she went through, he heard it. Heard the unspoken words in the cries. It stole his breath. "My love..." His constricted vocal cords squeezed out the words as he picked her up as she clung to him letting her legs wrap just as tightly around him as he moved to sit on the bed. "Just... cry it out, I'm not going anywhere."

      Sitting here, with Nozomi on his lap crying like this reminded him of the first time she had been kidnapped. Them sitting in his car, him having to talk her into crying out the pent up emotions she had locked inside of herself. This was just what she did, lock everything up. His flower to a sealed trap of emotions that consumed and ate her alive inside. Even though she was crying against him, at least letting out this degree of emotion. He knew she wouldn't tell him what happened, like she hadn't told him about the first time. Her bandaged arms told him that this time was worse than the first, so even more so would she just cry this one time and never speak of it. Not that he could judge her, there was a vast amount of things he didn't tell her. If she didn't want to talk about it, then they wouldn't talk about it. He didn't pry information out of her.

      Lifting her face up by her chin he kissed her very softly. The tears had started to slow, exhaustion were bags under her eyes. Since she was young there hadn't been a night he hadn't been in her bed with her. Her pill to sleeping soundly at night. It had been a constant thought in his head, knowing she wasn't sleeping okay. So he would give her her anchor again, relax her and send her to blissful sleep in his arms. He had pre-warned Tadashi so he wouldn't come skin his alive, not so much in words that he would make love to her... but enough that he got the understanding of what would happen. "Nozomi." He breathed against her mouth as he very slowly positioned her on her back under him. His thumb sweetly stroking her cheek as he looked down at her. "You are as breathtakingly beautiful as always." Kissing the tip of her nose, he trailed the kisses up to her forehead resting his lips there for a moment. "Just look at me, we will go into our world. The world that is just you and me, our safe place."

      Trailing his lips back down he took her lips again while his hands worked to remove their clothing. There would be no foreplay, it would just be pure love making. For her to be able to connect to him, to just be in their world. Moaning against her mouth he slide inside of her for the first time in little over a month, a place he missed being. Completely connected with her, in her arms, in her bed with just her. God he missed her with every fiber of his being. Deepening the kiss he didn't move, just stayed inside of her. It was often that he entered her for no sexual pleasure, just to feel as deeply close to her as he could, like now. For them to be as close as they could. His thumb stroked her temple as he very slowly pulled out, then pushed himself back into her. "I've missed you... so much I thought I would go crazy."


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      She had missed him so much. Missed hearing his rough, deep voice. Missed seeing his dark, crimson eyes. Missed having his strong arms around her. Missed his cinnamon and pine scent. Missed having him kiss her. Missef making love to him. During this month that had passed, Damion had been thr only person she truly wanted with her. Granted, she understood Mom and Daddy were worried sick about her which is why they tried everything to get her to talk; noticing how her silence was making her whither away. But she didn't want to talk. And Damion...he would never pry her for information. He would only hold her, until she felt ready to talk. And even if she never did talk, like when she got kidnapped as a kid, he still held her to make the nightmared go away. She wanted him to stay with her to make the nightmares go away. She didn't want to sleep seeing Pantera rape her cousins, or hear them scream as she sodomized them or whipped them. Damion, as always, was acutely in tune with her inner voice. As he proposed they go to their special unique world, as they made love.

      As he took her clothes off, Nozomi didn't hesitate. Basking in his taste and scent as they kissed. Soon they were both naked again after a month without intimate skin to skin contact. To feel his hardened chest against her breasts anchored her. Made it all the more real that he was physically here with her and it wasn't a delusion from her broken mind. Her arms circled his neck, one hand stroking his nape while the other petted the back of his head, feeling his hair's texture she loved so much. "I missed you too, DK. So much. I need you with me....I need you in my life." She felt him push in and out of her. A steady slow rhythm. This wasn't about pleasure. It was about connection. To be connected to each other. For her to feel him in her. To ground her back to reality. To know that he was here with her. Tears rolled down her cheeks again, feeling his forehead rest against hers.

      "I was so scared Damion....it was so painful...she...." her voice broke. Lips quivering. This was the first time she openly spoke about something that weighed so heavy on her heart. But to feel Damion keep going inside her, to feel him connected to her...it gave her the catalyst she needed to open the tight lid she had on her emotions."...she made me cut myself...she...and I didn't know what to do. It hurt so much...it...I wanted you here with me all this time..." She gasped out a moan among the tears. Hips bucking against him. "Don't leave me Damion. Don't go away..."

      Her legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him closer to her. Nudging him to push deeprr inside her. To fill he with him. Her inner muscles clench around him. Already used to his size, having missed it. She buried her face on his neck, indulging in his scent. Indulging in his self. This man who had never failed to be by her side since she was a little. This man she had loved since them. Who had someone managed to love her back. Who filled her with his growing adoration towards her every day. Who understood her with a single glance. She loved him. She didn't want to be without him. Would Daddy and Mom ever see that? Could they see past the person he was before and see the man he was now? The way he had always protected her? The way he loved her? "I love you, Damion. I love you." She said, panted, moaned over and over again as he kept filling her with every ounce of his love. As he kept anchoring her. Easening her wounded heart. Keeping at bay the monsters from the memories of what happened and who were branded forever as the scars in her arms. "Stay with me."

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